Colors (Joel Fletcher & Nathan Thomson Remix)

Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so

You said your mother only smiled on her TV show

You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope

I'll hope you make it to the day you're 28 years old






You're drippin' like a saturated sunrise

You're spilling like an overflowin' sink

You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece

And now you're tearin' through the pages and the ink






Everything is blue

His pills, his hands, his jeans

And now I'm covered in the colors

Pull apart at the seams

And it's blue

And it's blue



Everything is grey

His hair, his smoke, his dreams

And now he's so devoid of color

He don't know what it means

And he's blue

And he's blue











Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so

You said your mother only smiled on her TV show

You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope

I'll hope you make it to the day you're 28 years old








You're drippin' like a saturated sunrise

You're spilling like an overflowin' sink

You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece

And now you're tearin' through the pages and the ink






Everything is blue

His pills, his hands, his jeans

And now I'm covered in the colors

Pull apart at the seams

And it's blue

And it's blue



Everything is grey

His hair, his smoke, his dreams

And now he's so devoid of color

He don't know what it means

And he's blue

And he's blue